As a freshman I imagined my dance team "senior game" going down with a solid crew of wonderful friends, performing a fun, crowd-rousing piece (of my own choreography) and getting a little emotional in the moments before stepping onto the court. In an unexpected twist, this is all exactly what happened last weekend.
By the time you're a senior, pretty much every class event includes wine. Between "Senior Dinner" (aka networking with alums) on Friday night, and going to my Chaucer professor's house to discuss "Everyman" on Saturday, my weekend was basically all wine, plus lots of interesting Real World discussions with Real Adults (on everything from the power of social media to Kenyon trashcan parties in the 80s). Read on for more highlights.
(This is what came up when I googled "Kenyon College wine")
Figuring out the most important thing I've learned at Kenyon is difficult. For me, that thing has little to do with the classroom...
For almost four years I've been searching for the best cup of coffee in Knox County. Finally, after almost giving up entirely, I discovered Sips.
Thank you Coach Gomez!
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I was never too afraid of the dark, but living on one of the most haunted campuses in the country has given me a new respect for things that go bump in the night. So when the power cut out Friday evening, plunging my Old Kenyon single into black silence, I fumbled for my headlamp and headed to my friends' apartment as quickly as I could without actually running.
